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Can I be your friend?
Is simple to say
But hard to carry out
Becoming friends may take a second, a day, a month or even a year
But breaking it does not even take a split second

Yet we put a cover, a facade
Pretending nothing's wrong

Yet we act like best friends
All sugary
But stab each other from behind
Just like a deceiving bitter fruit

So what are we?
Friends or enemies?
If we don't care
Then why do we still pretend
Put on a cover

In the process
Why are we making ourselves change to look like a coward, immature children that do not understand the value of friendships

Why has this become a dirty politics
Where we play dirty games with each other

In the process we are just falling apart
And making our other friends fall apart as they choose sides
Some of them are stretched to the maximum as we fight and smile and fight

Why put on a cover?
A facade?
Either we part ways or become best friends
Cause it's troubling
You and me
And the others

So let's remove the cover

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